Our Best Yesterdays Are Now Foul Piles

A Good Laugh Is The Best Pesticide.

Life Is A Message Scribbled In The Dark.

Which Arrow Flies For Ever? The Arrow That Has Hit Its Mark.

Suddenly For No Earthly Reason I Felt Immensely Sorry For Him And Longed To Say Something Real, Something With Wings And A Heart, But The Birds I Wanted Settled On My Shoulders And Head Only Later When I Was Alone And Not In Need Of Words.

I Think Like A Genius, I Write Like A Distinguished Author, And I Speak Like A Child.